Here I sit, on a Sunday afternoon when I should be at church. However, I am home, in my comfy black lounge pants, with a toothpaste stain on my shirt, lying on the couch and drinking a cup of hot honey/lemon tea to help my throat. It seems that I'm starting my yearly tradition of getting bronchitis and laryngitis. My throat is closing up. My cough is getting more pronounced, and I'm so annoyed by it!
It's not that I'm getting sick, it's the timing of the whole thing. If I even have the slightest cough, runny nose, sneeze, or hint of sickness after I have the baby, I won't be allowed into the NICU. Right now I have 10 days to get completely healed or I won't be allowed to see my baby. That tears me apart.
So I'm going to get a priesthood blessing tonight, and if I'm still out of sorts by my Tuesday OB appointment, I will plead for antibiotics to get this under control.
In the meantime, I sit. I cough. I feel my throat closing up rapidly. I know I'm in trouble.